A Week After the Incedents-----

Rogue walked down the corridor in search of Logan and/or Emma. It was strange. She didn't know anything about her past, but she knew how to fight, dictate, take care of flowers, her favorite color and flower...all of the simple stuff. She even knew this castle like the back of her hand when she had never been in it before. This puzzled her to no end.

As she made her way outside, the sun shown on her and she had to cover her eyes from the blinding light. "That you, stripes!" came Logan's gruff voice as he turned the corner with two swords in his hand.

"Mornin', fatheh. What're ya doin'?"

"I was going to train some of Emma's new guards. Do you want to help?" he asked as he held out a diamond sword to her.

"Great sword." she said as she took it. "Diamond is the strongest rock in existence, so it's hard ta break, which makes the sword hard ta defeat."

"Only if-" started Logan.

"The person herself is good enough ta use it in a fight. Ya've told me a million tahmes, fatheh." Rogue said with a knowing smirk.

"Come on, kid." he said as he lead her to the training grounds.

Rogue rolled her eyes when she saw the disgrunted guards that were SUPPOSE to protect Emma, but looked like they couldn't protect a dog. "Ya've got yar work cut out f'r ya, Logan." she said as she looked at each and every one of them.

"Yeah. Boys, this is Rogue, my daughter. She'll be showing you how a REAL guard uses the blade." he turned to Rogue and then said, "Come on, stripes."

Rogue smirked before twirling the sword in her hand and fighting Logan. They continued for hours before she found an opening and took it. She was able to knock the sword out of his hands and grab the blade. The boys watched with sudden interest, but when Queen Emma came onto the grounds, they stood and bowed. "Good morning, Logan. Rogue."

They both bowed to her before Rogue handed Logan his blade. "Good mornin', Queen Emma." Rogue said with a smile.

Emma ignored Rogue completely before turning to Logan and saying, "I have an invatation to Prince Warren's ball. I would be delighted if I could take Rogue with me. Warren still needs some to escort at the ball."

Rogue made a disgusted face as if she still believed boys had coodies. "Ah don' think so. Thanks f'r the offeh, but-"

"Rogue, you do need to get out some. I'm sure that Emma even has a dress for you." Logan said.

He had met Warren and thought the boy was okay in some cases. Atleast he was three times the man that Remy Lebeau was.

"Of course I do. Warren is part of the Hellfire Club, so she can go as the Black Queen and I'll go as the White Queen."

"Hellfahre club?" Rogue asked confused.

"We are a special club that has the ranks of the chess pieces."

"But ah've neveh been in it. Whah should ah be the Black Queen?"

"Actually, stripes, ,when you were sixteen you started being trained by Queen Emma to be the Black Queen." Logan lied.

"Oh. Then ah guess ah'll go." Rogue said with a shrug.

"Come, Rogue. I will show you a necklace and dress I have for you." Emma said as she led her back inside.

Rogue looked at Logan and saw the guilt in his eyes. She could tell that Logan was keeping something from her and she was going to find out.